Zaterdag 11 juli 1970
Meu Pião
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Meu Pião
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Zaterdag 11 juli 1970
Only A Northern Song
Only A Northern Song
Composer(s): George Harrison
Performer(s): The Beatles;
Jamie Hoover; pHoaming Edison
If you're listening to this song
You may think the chords are going wrong
But they're not; we just wrote them like that
When you're listening late at night
You may think the band are not quite right
But they are, they just play it like that
It doesn't really matter what chords I play
What words I say or time of day it is
As it's only a Northern song
It doesn't matter what clothes I wear
Or how I fare or if my hair is brown
When it's only a Northern song
If you think the harmony
Is a little dark and out of key
You're correct, there's nobody here
And I told you there's no one there
Vrijdag 10 juli 1970
Meu Pequeno Cachoeiro
Meu Pequeno Cachoeiro
Composer(s): Raúl Sampaio
Performer(s): Roberto Carlos
Eu passo a vida recordando
De tudo quanto aí deixei
Cachoeiro, Cachoeiro
Vim ao Rio de Janeiro
Pra voltar e não voltei
Mas te confesso na saudade
As dores que arranjei pra mim
Pois todo o pranto destas mágoas
‘Inda irei juntar às águas do teu Itapemirim
Meu pequeno cachoeiro
Vivo só pensando em ti
Ai que saudade dessas terras
Entre as serras
Doce terra onde eu nasci
Recordo a casa onde eu morava
O muro alto, o laranjal
Meu flamboyant na primavera
Que bonito que ele era
Dando sombra no quintal
A minha escola, minha rua
Os meus primeiros madrigais
Ai, como o pensamento voa
Ao lembrar da terra boa
Coisas que não voltam mais
Meu pequeno Cachoeiro (...)
Sabe, meu Cachoeiro, eu trouxe muita coisa de você
E todas essas coisas me fizeram saber crescer
E hoje eu me lembro de você
Me lembro e me sinto criança outra vez
Vrijdag 10 juli 1970
Only A Lonely Heart Sees
Only A Lonely Heart Sees
Composer(s): Felix Cavaliere; D. Jay Tran
Performer(s): Felix Cavaliere
You
Soft and lovely are
Lighting my dreams like a morning star
Rocking my world with your open arms
I couldn't feel the sun
Looking for something so high above
Guess you could say I was blind to love
Only a lonely heart sees
Where love can be
Only a lonely heart sees
Where love can be
You
Magic in your eyes
Peaceful and clear as a summer day
Showed me the truth behind love's disguise
I couldn't hear a sound
Pure as the melodies ever sung
Two strings together that makes us one
Only a lonely heart sees
Where love can be
Only a lonely heart sees
Where love can be
Only a lonely heart sees
Where love can be
Only a lonely heart sees
Where love can be
You
Breezin' through my mind
Oh no my lady I can't deny
You know the way to paradise
Could this be torn apart
Standing in the pouring rain
Running from love when it brings you pain
Only a lonely heart sees
Where love can be
Only a lonely heart sees
Where love can be
Only a lonely heart sees
Where love can be
Only a lonely heart sees
Where love can be
Donderdag 9 juli 1970
Meu Namorado
Meu Namorado
Composer(s): Edu Lobo; Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Edu Lobo
Ele vai me possuindo
Não me possuindo
Num canto qualquer
É como as águas fluindo
Fluindo até o fim
É bem assim que ele me quer
Meu namorado
Meu namorado
Minha morada
É onde for morar você
Ele vai me iluminando
Não me iluminando
Um atalho sequer
Sei que ele vai me guiando
Guiando de mansinho
Pro caminho que eu quiser
Meu namorado
Meu namorado
Minha morada é onde for morar você
Vejo meu bem com seus olhos
E é com meus olhos
Que o meu bem me vê
Donderdag 9 juli 1970
Only A Hobo
Only A Hobo
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
Performer(s): Rod Stewart;
and various other artists
As I was out walking on a corner one day
I spied an old hobo, in a doorway he lay
His face was all grounded in the cold sidewalk floor
And I guess he'd been there for the whole night or more
Only a hobo, but one more is gone
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song
Leavin' nobody to carry him home
Only a hobo, but one more is gone
A blanket of newspaper covered his head
As the curb was his pillow, the street was his bed
One look at his face showed the hard road he'd come
And a fistful of coins showed the money he bummed
Only a hobo, but one more is gone
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song
Leavin' nobody to carry him home
Only a hobo, but one more is gone
Does it take much of a man to see his whole life go down
To look up on the world from a hole in the ground
To wait for your future like a horse that's gone lame
To lie in the gutter and die with no name?
Only a hobo, but one more is gone
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song
Leavin' nobody to carry him home
Only a hobo, but one more is gone
Woensdag 8 juli 1970
Meu Caro Barão
Meu Caro Barão
Composer(s): Henriquez; Bardotti
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Onde quer que esteja
Meu caro Barão
São Brás o proteja
O santo dos ladrão
Tava na faxina
Do seu caminhão
Vi essa maquina
De escrever no chão
Escovei a nega
Lavei com sabão
Deu uma cocega
Nos calo da mão
Pronto
Ponto
Tracinho, tração
Linha
Margem
Meu caro Ba...
Vire a pagina
Continuação
Ai, essa maquina
Tá que tá que é bão
Como eu lhe dizia
Meu caro Barão
A sua ausencia
É uma sensação
O circo lotado
Cidade e sertão
Domingo, sabado
Inverno e verão
Pronto
Ponto
De exclamação
Linha
Margem
Meu caro Barão
Tem gargalhada
Tem sim senhor
Tem muita estrada
Tem muita dor
Venha, Excelência
Nos visitar
Estamos sempre
Noutro lugar
Dizem que virgula
Aspas, travessão
Coisa ridicula
Dizem que o Barão
Que o Barão, meu caro
Tinha a faca, o pão
O queijo e os passaros
Voando e na mão
Pois eu tenho ouvido
Que o pobretão
Tá magro, palido
Sem ocupação
Pronto
Ponto
De interrogação
Linha
Margem
Meu caro Barão
Venha, Excelência
Nos visitar
A casa é sempre
De quem chegar
Se a senhoria
Vem pra ficar
Basta algum dia
Se preparar
Pra rodar com a gente
Pra fazer serão
Pra ficar contente
Comer macarrão
Pra pregar sarrafo
Pra lavar leão
Pra datilografo
Bilheteiro, não
Pra fazer faxina
Nesse caminhão
Cuidar da maquina
E não ser mais Barão
Linha
Margem
Etcétera e tal
Pronto
Ponto
E ponto final
Woensdag 8 juli 1970
Only A Fool Would Say That
Only A Fool Would Say That
Composer(s): Walter Becker; Donald Fagen
Performer(s): Steely Dan; Ivy
A world becomes one
Of salads and sun
Only a fool would say that
A boy with a plan
A natural man
Wearing a white stetson hat
Unhand that gun begone
There's no one to fire upon
If he's holding it high
He's telling a lie
Chorus:
I heard it was you
Talkin' 'bout a world
Where all is free
It just couldn't be
And only a fool would say that
The man in the street
Draggin' his feet
Don't wanna hear the bad news
Imagine your face
There is his place
Standing inside his brown shoes
You do his nine to five
Drag yourself home half alive
And there on the screen
A man with a dream
Chorus
Anybody on the street
Has murder in his eyes
You feel no pain
And you're younger
Than you realize
Chorus
Dinsdag 7 juli 1970
Meu Caro Amigo
Meu Caro Amigo
Composer(s): Chico Buarque; Francis Hime
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
and various other artists
Meu car amigo me perdoe, por favor
Se eu não lhe faço uma visita
Mas como agora apareceu um portador
Mando notícias nessa fita
Aqui na terra 'tão jogando futebol
Tem muito samba, muito choro e rock'n'roll
Uns dias chove, noutros dias bate sol
Mas o que eu quero é lhe dizer que a coisa aqui tá preta
Muita mutreta pra levar a situação
Que a gente vai levando de teimoso e de pirraça
E a gente vai tomando que, também, sem cachaça
Ninguém segura esse rojão
Meu caro amigo eu não pretendo provocar
Nem atiçar suas saudades
Mas acontece que não posso me furtar
A lhe contar as novidades
Aqui na terra 'tão jogando futebol
Tem muito samba, muito choro e rock'n'roll
Uns dias chove, noutros dias bate sol
Mas o que eu quero é lhe dizer que a coisa aqui tá preta
É pirueta pra cavar o ganha-pão
Que a gente vai cavando só de birra, só de sarro
E a gente vai fumando que, também, sem cigarro
Ninguém segura esse rojão
Meu caro amigo eu quis até telefonar
Mas a tarifa não tem graça
Eu ando aflito pra fazer você ficar
A par de tudo que se passa
Aqui na terra 'tão jogando futebol
Tem muito samba, muito choro e rock'n'roll
Uns dias chove, noutros dias bate sol
Mas o que eu quero é lhe dizer que a coisa aqui tá preta
Muita careta pra engolir a transação
E a gente tá engolindo cada sapo no caminho
E a gente vai se amando que, também, sem um carinho
Ninguém segura esse rojão
Meu caro amigo eu bem queria lhe escrever
Mas o correio andou arisco
Se permitem, vou tentar lhe remeter
Notícias frescas nesse disco
Aqui na terra 'tão jogando futebol
Tem muito samba, muito choro e rock'n'roll
Uns dias chove, noutros dias bate sol
Mas o que eu quero é lhe dizer que a coisa aqui tá preta
A Marieta manda um beijo para os seus
Um beijo na família, na Cecília e nas crianças
O Francis aproveita pra também mandar lembranças
A todo o pessoal
Adeus
Dinsdag 7 juli 1970
Only A Dream A Rio
Only A Dream A Rio
Composer(s): James Taylor
Performer(s): Cassandra Wilson;
and various other artists
More than a distant land over a shining sea
More than the steaming green
More than the shining eyes
Well they tell me it's only a dream in Rio
Nothing could be as sweet as it seems on this very first day down
They remind me, "Son, have you so soon forgotten?"
Often as not it's rotten inside and the mask soon slips away
Strange taste of a tropical fruit, romantic language of the Portuguese
Melody on a wooden flute, samba floating in the summer breeze
It's all right, you can stay asleep, you can close your eyes
you can trust the people of paradise to call your keeper and tender your good-byes
Oh, what a night, wonderful one in a million frozen fire Brazilian stars
Oh, holy southern cross, later on take me way downtown in a tin can
Can't come down from the bandstand, I'm never thrown for such a loss when they say
Quando a nossa mãe cordar, andaremos ao sol
Quando a nossa mãe acordar, cantará pelo sertão
Quando a nossa mãe acordar, todos os filhos saberão
Todos os filhos saberão e regozijarão
Caught in the rays of the rising sun on the run from the soldier's gun
Shouting out loud from the angry crowd, the mild the wild and the hungry child
I'll tell you there's more than a dream in Rio
I was there on the very day and my heart came back alive
There was more, more than the singing voices
more than the upturned faces and more than the shining eyes
But it's more than the shining eye, more than the steaming green
more than the hidden hills, more than the concrete Christ
more than a distant land over a shining sea
more than a hungry child, more like another time
Born of a million years, more than a million years
Maandag 6 juli 1970
Meu Bem, Meu Mal
Meu Bem, Meu Mal
Composer(s): Caetano Veloso
Performer(s): Caetano Veloso
and various other artists
Você é meu ca minho
Meu vinho, meu vício
Desde o início estava você
Meu bálsamo benigno
Meu signo, meu guru
Porto s eguro, onde eu vou ter
Meu mar e minha mãe
Meu medo e meu champ anhe
Visando o es paço sider al
Onde o que eu sou se afoga
Meu fumo e minha ioga
Você é minha droga
Paixão e carnaval
Meu zen, meu bem, me u mal
Meu zen, meu bem, me u mal
Meu zen, meu bem, me u mal
Meu zen, meu bem...
Maandag 6 juli 1970
Oney
Oney
Composer(s): Jerry Chestnut
Performer(s): Johnny Cash; Kyle Jennings
I dedicate this song to the workin' man....
For every man that puts in a hard eight or ten hours a day of work
and toil and sweat....
Always got somebody lookin' down his neck....
Tryin' to get more out of 'im than he really ought to have to put in.....
After twenty-nine long years of workin'
In this shop with Oney standin' over me
Today when that old whistle blows
I'll check in all my gear and I'll retire
The superintendent just dropped by and said
They'd planned my little get together
Then he said I'd never a-made it
If old Oney hadn't held me to the fire
I've seen him in my dreams at night
And woke up in the mornin' feelin' tired
And old Oney don't remember, when I came here
How he tried to get me fired
With his folded hands behind him
Every mornin' Oney waited at the gate
Where he'd rant and rave like I committed murder
Clockin' in five minutes late
But today they'll gather 'round me
Like I've seen 'em do when any man retires
Then old Oney's gonna tell me
From now on I'm free to do what I desire
He'll present me with that little old gold watch
They give a man at times like this
But there's one thing he's not countin' on
Today's the day I give old Oney his.
I've been workin', buildin' muscles
Oney's just been standin' 'round and gettin' soft
And today about four-thirty
I'll make up for every good night's sleep I've lost
When I'm gone I'll be remembered
As the workin' man who put his point across
With a right hand full of knuckles
'Cause today I show old Oney who's the boss
Hmmmm! What time is it?
Four thirty!
Hey, Oney! Oney!
Ha ha ha ha!
Zondag 5 juli 1970
Mets Ton Joli Jupon
Mets Ton Joli Jupon
English Title: Put On Your Pretty Skirt
Composer(s): Jeannine Deckers
Performer(s): Jeannine Deckers (aka Soeur Sourire)
Mets ton joli jupon mon âme
J'ai rendez-vous, j'ai rendez-vous
Mets ton joli jupon mon âme
J'ai rendez-vous Seigneur avec vous
Au creux du petit jour
Quand perle la rosée
Du don de ton amour
Tu viens me rassasier
Mets ton joli jupon mon âme
J'ai rendez-vous, j'ai rendez-vous
Mets ton joli jupon mon âme
J'ai rendez-vous Seigneur avec vous
Quand midi s'émerveille
Dans la joie de l'été
Je me dore au soleil
De ta chaude amitié
Mets ton joli jupon mon âme
J'ai rendez-vous, j'ai rendez-vous
Mets ton joli jupon mon âme
J'ai rendez-vous Seigneur avec vous
Dans le soir étoilé
Quand je reviens vers toi
Tu me fais reposer
En paix entre tes bras
Mets ton joli jupon mon âme
J'ai rendez-vous, j'ai rendez-vous
Mets ton joli jupon mon âme
J'ai rendez-vous Seigneur avec vous
Zondag 5 juli 1970
One's On The Way
One's On The Way
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
Performer(s): Loretta Lynn;
and various other artists
They say to have her hair done
Liz flies all the way to France
And Jackie's seen in a discothèque, doin' a brand new dance
And the White House social season, should be glitterin' 'n gay
But here in Topeka, the rain is a fallin'
The faucet is a drippin' and the kids are a bawlin'
One of 'em a-toddlin' and one is a crawlin'
And one's on the way
I'm glad Raquel Welch just signed a million dollar pact
And Debbie's out in Vegas workin' up a brand new act
While the TV's showin' Newlyweds, a real fun game to play
But here in Topeka, the screen door's a bangin'
The coffee's boilin' over and the wash needs a hangin'
One wants a cookie and one wants a changin'
And one's on the way
Now, what was I doin', Jimmy get away from there
Darn, there goes the phone
Hello honey, what's that you say?
You're bringin' a few ole buddies home?
You're callin' from a barn?
Get away from there!
No, not you honey, I was talkin' to the baby
Wait a minute, honey, the door bell
Honey, could you stop at the market and...
Hello?
Hello? Well I'll be
The girls in New York City, they all march for women's lib
And Better Homes and Garden shows, the modern way to live
And the pill may change the world tomorrow, but meanwhile, today
Here in Topeka, the flies are a buzzin'
The dog is a barkin' and the floor needs a scrubbin'
One needs a spankin' and one needs a huggin'
Lord, one's on the way
Oh gee, I hope it ain't twins again!
Zaterdag 4 juli 1970
Métro
Métro
Composer(s): Robert Lamoureux; Henri Bourtayre; Bob Castella
Performer(s): Yves Montand
On a chanté la Tour Eiffel
Montmartre et puis l'quartier Javel
Paris, c'est grand, c'est beau c'est fou
Mais c'est parce qu'il y a dessous
Un brave homme d'employé
Qui l'matin sur le quai
Fait des "huit" compliqués
Métro!
C'est l'journal à huit francs
Qu'on lit d'bout en roulant
Gêné par un chapeau
Métro!
C'est la dame qui s'déplace
Pour se voir dans la glace
D'un air indifférent
Métro!
L'chef de train qui s'embête
Et joue sur sa trompette
Un p'tit air rigolo
C'est l'Métro!
Le visage de la Capitale
N'est pas celui d'la rue Pigalle
Ça c'est l'argent, le jeu, l'amour
Mais la vie de tous les jours
C'est l'monsieur étourdi
Qui s'lève et puis qui crie
"Bon sang, j'descend ici
Mais attendez, mais attendez!"
C'est à six heures du soir
A la gare Saint-Lazare
La sortie des bureaux
Métro!
Les trottins qui papotent
Les amants qui s'bécotent
La dame et son tricot
Métro!
La fille aux yeux si doux
Qu'on suivrait n'importe où
Mais qui descend trop tôt
C'est l'Métro!
Roule, roule toujours
Tes chagrins, tes amours
Tes joies de tous les jours
Métro!
Emmène au rendez-vous
Les heureux, les jaloux
D'un bout à l'autre bout
Métro!
Qui s'en va, qui revient
C'est le sang parisien
Toujours vif et nouveau
Métro!
Ce qui fait que Paris
Hier comme aujourd'hui
Est toujours aussi beau
C'est l'Métro!
Ce qui fait que Paris
Hier comme aujourd'hui
Est toujours aussi beau
C'est l'Métro!
Les stations, couleurs vives
Les biscuits, la lessive
Les petits, les grands panneaux
Métro!
Rendez-vous à "Glacière"
Juste en face des premières
A demain mon coco
N'oublie pas!
Tous les yeux du wagon
Fixés sur un g'nou rond
Qui s'découvre un peu trop
Métro!
L'apprenti du plombier
Qui nous pose sur le pied
Son sac de trente kilos
C'est l'Métro!
Zaterdag 4 juli 1970
One Two Three And I Fell
One Two Three And I Fell
Composer(s): Jimmy Calvert;
Ritchie Cordell; Bo Gentry
Performer(s): Tommy James & The Shondells
Kissin' a while, watchin' you smile
Spendin' my time with you
Look at the way my heart is jumpin'
Baby, you really started somethin'
Oh, what a thrill, kissin' ya till
Nobody else will do
Finding you girl was so exciting
You have a look, girl, so inviting
One, two, three and I fell
I fell in love with you
Ain't it somethin'
One, two, three and I fell
It wasn't hard to do
Fall for you
Love is alive, burnin' inside
Only because of you
Yeah, baby you really got me goin'
I don't believe how fast it's growin'
Ev'rything's right, every night
All of my dreams come true
You were the one thing I was missin'
You came along, we started kissin'
One, two, three and I fell
I fell in love with you
Ain't it somethin'
One, two, three and I fell
It wasn't hard to do
Fall for you
(Instrumental Break)
Finding you girl was so exciting
You have a look, girl, so inviting
One, two, three and I fell
I fell in love with you
Ain't it somethin'
One, two, three and I fell
It wasn't hard to do
Fall for you, girl
One, two, three and I fell
I fell in love with you
Ain't it somethin'
One, two, three and I fell
I fell in love with you
Baby, one, two, three .......
Vrijdag 3 juli 1970
Metal Guru
Metal Guru
Composer(s): Marc Bolan
Originally performed by: T. Rex
Metal Guru is it you
Metal Guru is it you
Sitting there in your armour plated chair
Metal Guru is it true
Metal Guru is it true
All alone without a telephone
Metal Guru could it be
You're gonna bring my baby to me
She'll be wild you know
A rock'n'roll child
Metal Guru has it been
Just like a silver-studded sabre-tooth dream
I'll be clean you know
Pollution machine
Vrijdag 3 juli 1970
One Year Of Love
One Year Of Love
Composer(s): John Deacon
Performer(s): Queen;
Kelly Allyn; Elaine Paige
Just one year of love
Is better than a lifetime alone
One sentimental moment in your arms
Is like a shooting star right through my heart
It’s always a rainy day without you
I’m a prisoner of love inside you
I’m falling apart all around you - yeah
My heart cries out to your heart
I’m lonely but you can save me
My hand reaches for to your hand
I’m cold but you light the fire in me
My lips search for your lips
I’m hungry for your touch
There’s so much left unspoken
And all I can do is surrender
To the moment just surrender
And no one ever told me that love would hurt so much
Oooh yes it hurts
And pain is so close to pleasure
And all I can do is surrender to your love
Just surrender to your love
Just one year of love
Is better than a lifetime alone
One sentimental moment in your arms
Is like a shooting star right through my heart
It’s always a rainy day without you
I’m a prisoner of love inside you
I’m falling apart all around you
And all I can do is surrender
Donderdag 2 juli 1970
Metal
Metal ((aka Who Said (Stuck in the UK))
Composer(s): Gary Numan
Originally performed by: Gary Numan
We're in the building where they make us grow
And I'm frightened by the liquid engineers
Like you
My Mallory heart is sure to fail
I could crawl around the floor just like I'm real
Like you
The sound of metal I want to be you
I could learn to be a man
Like you
Plug me in and turn me on
Oh everything is moving
I need my treatment it's tomorrow they send me
Singing "I am an American"
Do you?
Picture this if they could make the change
I'd love to pull the wires from the wall
Did you?
And who are you and how can I try?
Here inside I like metal
In you
All I know is no one dies
I'm still confusing love with need
Donderdag 2 juli 1970
One Wonderful Night (You Told Me You Loved Me)
